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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-01-01 05:55 am

A New Platform [Intro Post January]

On the Train

After a very quiet latter half of the month of Catfish the calendar clicks over. Passengers wake up in their beds as usual to the passenger announcement. "Good morning passengers, it is day one of the month of domino.".

Those that have been on board a while know that new months usually come with new people and so the message a few hours later will not be a surprise. "Shortly arriving into a designated void platform. Exit from void imminent." A lurch and a jolt and they are soon surrounded by the fog that means they are at a platform.

It will come as a relief that no one leaves this time, no one with packed bags to walk silently towards the barriers.

Added to that the platform itself holds more people then it ever has before. Twenty one figures, all the colours are represented. The ground is icy and their breath pools in white clouds around them.

For New Passengers

At first all they can see if steam. Billowing around them as they come to their senses. They are standing, in clothes that are not their own, styles they might not even recognise. They are carrying a rucksack on their back. For a moment it seems to just be them, alone in the white haze but then the steam begins to fade and they realise they aren’t alone.

The platform is not large and it holds twenty one figures all facing the tracks, all dressed in cargo trousers and hoodies. The air is cold, the ground icy beneath your feet. Both left and right the tracks disappear into the mist. Then there is a roaring sound and out of the fog arrives a train. Jet black with gold writing on the side. The Voidtrecker Express. There is a hiss as the doors slide open and out into the cold step a selection of people. Some are human, some are less so. They are wearing the same hoodie in one of the four colours, red, orange, blue and purple.

The Train

The doors hiss open. Those from the train may encourage those on the platform to board. It’s not like there is anywhere else to go and even if there was, you feel a pull. A need to board, a feeling that staying on the platform would not be a good thing also it’s very cold out on the platform. The train is warmer.

Each ICP shows the same message and next to the screens there are stacks of leaflets written by those on the train, with further information. The store rooms have been restocked and it seems that water chestnuts are the month of Domino’s ingredient of choice! Any of orange team who who go to check the luggage cart will find a parcel containing gingerbread snowflakes, decorated with icing. One for each of the orange team, including new members, come share in the reward!

New passengers will find their tickets allow them into their cabins. They may need to negotiate for beds, especially if they want a top bunk!

Room is tight but there are storage cubbies at the head of each bed, beds fold up and the bottom bunks double as benches for the small table. There is storage under those benches and you will hopefully find a pillow for your bed if it has not been nabbed by a roommate, there are also spare blankets for if it gets cold.

Departure

A second horn sounds to encourage any stragglers and the doors slide shut. Veteran passengers know what will happen next, they may wish to brief their new companions.

The train sets off, the fog obscuring the view as it picks up speed.

"Welcome aboard, passengers of the Voidtrecker Express.” A female-coded artificial sounding voice echoes throughout the train. "Please take the time to read the passenger information displayed on the Information and Communication points and familiarise yourself with the layout and emergency exits."

The train begins to tilt, leaving the ground and rising up into the fog filled sky.

"Entrance into Voidspace imminent. New passengers are advised to remain seated."

Hopefully someone warns you that you really want to heed that warning because a moment later there is a shudder, a jolt, a lurch to the left. A flash of light, colourful and blinding.

As quick as it happens it is done. The train seems to steady. The fog from the windows is gone now, replaced with a kaleidoscope of ever changing colours.

Welcome to voidspace!
marriedanidiot: (my boys)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-05 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah!" She turns and comes over. "Are you the young one calling for help?"
luckybucky: (A little happy)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-05 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Somewhat reluctantly, he offers Conan his flesh hand, head tilting to the side. It's strong and calloused, and as far as Bucky knows, entirely ordinary. This is weird, but humoring the kid for a couple minutes won't hurt.
faithfulson: (What're you doing?)

[personal profile] faithfulson 2020-01-05 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
He paused a moment, staring, not sure what she was waiting for, before he jumped, straightening like a drill sergeant had just reprimanded him.

"Luke, ma'am. Luke S--"

He choked his voice off before he could give his full name. Sure, she would be able to see what his full name was easily enough, but he wasn't sure if he could give it to her just yet.

"Just Luke, Senator."
marriedanidiot: (my boys)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-05 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Suuuuuch a large family. If Padme asks, Nerdanel will be glad to speak on her boys.

"It has, rather. Thank you - we are... slowly working things out. It has been a long time since we have been able to speak to each other, but... he has changed, as have I. And... I miss him, in truth. As he, I think, has missed me."

They never did fall out of love, after all. Just... could not agree.
signseeker: (Default)

[personal profile] signseeker 2020-01-05 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you the one I spoke to?" His question is a little hesitant. It was difficult sometimes, matching minds to faces.
hashtagparkerluck: (O:)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2020-01-05 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
At least the lights aren't hurting his eyes as bad. They still sting though so he's just gonna close them tight. It doesn't nothing to put out the fire in his mouth though so that still sucks a lot and panic is starting to set in.

"I-I don't know!" He manages to cough out. He remembers that Mr Stark gave him something the last time his mouth felt like this-but he can't remember what it was because he was panicking then too! And now his tongue feels a little swollen this just keeps getting worse.

"Happy!" Peter reacts to the man's voice, opening his eyes to see him in the doorway. "my mouth is on fire and it's really bright!" He coughs out with a swollen tongue and very animated movements.
faithfulson: (Whatever you say...)

[personal profile] faithfulson 2020-01-05 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Luke chuckled softly, half tempted to call Tony in so he could actually see Peter chilled out and not rambling at 90 miles an hour for once. He sobered to a gentle smile, giving his hand another squeeze, before letting him go.

"If you don't want to talk about it still, I can stay until you fall asleep," he assured him. The train would deposit Peter back in his bed once the day switched over, so he wouldn't have to worry about getting him to his room.
democratically: (side gaze)

[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-05 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Magic. She knows that some call the Force that, that is does seem a very mystical thing. Anakin had told her some about it, more than a non-Jedi might know. He had answered questions, showed her how it could be used, although it was still as out of her reach as a distant star. She didn't regret that, not having those abilities, as they come with their own burden.

"It sounds a little like what some can do where I come from, but it is not called magic." Well, at least not by all. Some, she knows, may whisper that the Force is just that, as it is very private and hidden, something for the Jedi. ""Are there other things your magic can do? Push and pull and aid you in battle?"
faithfulson: (Soft and simple)

[personal profile] faithfulson 2020-01-05 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Each team has a leader or a more, in the case of purple team," Luke replied, before he smiled sheepishly, shrugging slightly. "Though... Mr. Stark is kind of the overall leader, even if he doesn't want to admit it."
faithfulsupport: (Soft -r)

[personal profile] faithfulsupport 2020-01-05 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Joss definitely takes after you." Ignis teased gently. It was so nice to be able to see the jokester side of his lover resurfacing. At least whatever daemons had him in their claws earlier seemed to have dissipated for now.

The nose wrinkle was just absolutely adorable and the younger man laughed. He was thrilled whenever Tony had his hands up in his hair as he did now. And then he found their bodies meshed together and obviously the elder man was feeling better because their second kiss had him groaning. In doing so, Ignis tried to move back because this wasn't the time or place to be thinking or doing anything like that right now.
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[personal profile] misterhappy 2020-01-05 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
"What did you give him?" He barks at Bucky, not caring that the man could probably squash him like a bug. He notices the teacup, his eyes going from it to Bucky then back to Peter.

"What was in the cup? You know what, forget it. He needs Medical NOW!"
stealsyourheart: (search by moonlight)

[personal profile] stealsyourheart 2020-01-05 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Eh." He considers. "I think Iden'no-san covered most things. There's not much that goes on in -between stops. There's only so much you can do on a train! There's a games car with video games and board games, and a garden car too where people hang out. Been trying to get people to play the floor is lava a few times too but there's no much space to do that."
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[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-05 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ah. Padmé does see what he does there, and the turn of words may well earn a small twitch on her lips again. Good banter is always pleasant, even if they were just words of little consequence.

"Inigo." Repeating his name as a way to remember it, before a soft breath exhales. She has been to many new places, witnesses many sights, both good and bad, yet she always knows how she ended up there, even if she hadn't meant to end up where she did. "More than a little. I was off to do something important. To help my friend's mentor."
luckybucky: (Terrified)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-05 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Tea!" Bucky replies, holding his hands up as if Happy could actually threaten him. "Some sugar and ginger, that's it! I swear! He's sick, I thought it would help him feel better," but he was very obviously wrong.

He very smartly steps out of Happy's way, putting a hand on Peter's shoulder and pushing him towards the door. He's seen the medical car already, and he's not a fan of the idea, but it's obvious that's what Peter needs now.
democratically: (ceased)

[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-05 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps I was amusing you and being polite." A diplomatic answer from her, although certainly not as much of one as she could have given. It's not the full queen mode, let alone senator mask, that she was wearing. Not quite Padmé either, as she had always been a private person at the root of it all, keeping her inner self to those she trusted.

Yet she had no qualms about sharing or speaking to strangers, about exchanging stories and tales. She was a people person. "Then it seems that they may have chosen well, who ever actually does the choosing."
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[personal profile] stealsyourheart 2020-01-05 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
He spreads his hands and never drops the grin.

"Amongst other things~"

He won't deny the smoke bombs, he's already tested one failure on Conan, after all.
faithfulson: (I'm just pretending to listen)

[personal profile] faithfulson 2020-01-05 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
An awkward look came to Luke's face, and his mouth moved a moment, struggling to just say his first name. But while Imperial indoctrination hadn't worked on him, military formality and etiquette certainly had. He finally paused for an awkward moment, before he gave up.

"Mr. Scientia," he said instead, before... motioning over to the tall man in black. "My father is stubborn at the best of times, but despite all his strength, he's vulnerable here. He won't take kindly to that when he realizes it, nor will he be happy when he realizes how little power he has here. Please, don't be afraid to call on me for assistance."

If he doesn't already sense his rage and come running, that is.
shockinglycaffeinated: (Got you wrapped around my finger babe)

[personal profile] shockinglycaffeinated 2020-01-05 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Telli grasped Bucky’s hand and shook it, “Telli, and you can disturb me anytime.”

He was probably going to blush again, and Telli was so looking forward to it.
faithfulson: (...what?)

[personal profile] faithfulson 2020-01-05 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Luke paused a moment, glancing back at the others and smiling faintly, before leaning close and dropping his voice.

"My father is here," he said. "Those that know me will understand how dangerous that is. It would be prudent if a warning not to provoke him be added to your pamphlets."
hashtagparkerluck: (Ugh)

another cw: mention of past sexual abuse to a minor upcoming :c

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2020-01-05 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Talk about it? Talk about what? Peter wonders at first, then it hits him-The thing that he said he can't talk about. Skip. Can he talk about it now? He doesn't feel that same sense of panic or dread like he normally does maybe, if he's ever going to be able to-now would be the time.

Will it actually help or will he just freak out about all over again later when the influence of the Force is gone? There's really only one way to find out, right?

"I used to have this friend," He starts off easy enough, he's not even stuttering like he normally does. "I met him at a library-I used to always go there after school- and he seemed really nice. I didn't have any friends before him. I didn't used to talk much at all, after my parents died I was just really quiet. But Skip started talking to me one day while I was reading about Einstein's theory of relativity. He was about six years older than me but eventually, I started talking too."
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[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-05 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"If you are Will, I am." She smiles, and curtsies a little. "I am Nerdanel. A star shines on the hour of our meeting!"
luckybucky: (A little happy)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-05 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky smiled lopsidedly. "No offense, but... the less people know about who I was, the better. I'm sure it'll come out eventually, but," he shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe if people get to know me before, they won't judge me as harshly after."

He puts the questionnaire on the wall, starts filling a couple of fields in. "I do appreciate the offer, though, and maybe once it all comes out, I'll take you up on it," he flashes her a little smile. While writing down that his unit of time was 'goats'.
runs_on_batteries: (teasing bastard)

[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-05 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Tony didn't even bother thinking up a comeback to that remark. He couldn't have even if he tried really. Besides, he had his interest somewhere else thank speaking.

Ignis' lips were soft and it always felt good to be in his arms. That groan spoke to how much the other man wanted this, even if Tony could also read some hesitation. The advisor had to be reacting to the glass wall beside them, but Tony didn't care. He'd make Ignis' head spin here in a minute until he wouldn't care either. As Ignis drew back, Tony stepped forward until he had the slightly taller man against the wall. He ran his hand lower, over the curve of Ignis' ass in those sexy black pants. Gripping a cheek, his lips curled.

"I love you in this outfit, Tiger," he purred against Ignis' mouth. Before the other man could reply, he was diving back in for another long, indulgent kiss.
democratically: (grace)

[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-05 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"And most would say that trouble found them, not the opposite." As Padmé would fall under that category. It found her, often, although she was honest enough to know that her stance on certain topics and her inability to be bought often put her at odds with some of the other Senators. Thankfully she had found like-minded individuals within the Republic, those she trusted and who believes in many of the same points that she did.

For her, mechanical pieces are as common as anythings else. Not that she knows too many personally who had lost any limbs, but it is common enough in the Republic that it hasn't drawn more than a customary look as he shifts it away. She chuckles in turn, before smiling. "Oh, I certainly can, although you've only yourself to blame if I blather on about it."

Her love for her planet is quite clear. "Hmm. It's one of the Mid Rim planets, home to the native Gungans who make their cities beneath the surface of the swamps and to humans who populate the surface, along with any transient population that comes and goes, although we're not exactly a hub of activity like Coruscant. It's a temperate planet, lush and rich in rolling grasslands, but also spotted with clear lakes and waterfalls. It's well known for its arts, whether music, paintings, sculptures, plays and the like, and the unique composition of it's outer core, being plasma."
amery: (∞ All I hear is blah blah blah)

[personal profile] amery 2020-01-05 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Trains," Amery replied, starting to do the same with his own clothes. He knew it was likely a rhetorical question, but he couldn't help himself.

He was visibly relieved when he found his white gloves, taking a moment to pull them on before continuing to store his things in his own cubby.